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nighty night last bump in sight,
a peom i write before i take flight,
its full of the regular kind of shit
that tends to be coming from my way a bit,
but if your to take a second to read
of the future that lies within the seed,
it starts with a post for twenty-five-cents,
and ends with a life of ex-cel-ence.
"ode de pussycash" - www.
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